This morning Mercury was out in the backyard pouncing and prancing and having a grand time playing with something. I went to check it out, and there were two little dead voles and one that was still alive (barely) that she was actively playing with. She finished off the 3rd one and then proceeded to eat it. I have to say that I am actually proud of her....at least she finally ate something she killed instead of leaving it in the grass for me to pick up with a shovel and fling into the woods.
I know it's strange that I'm chronicling my cat's murders of innocent creatures....but it's less weird than my mom's friend Linda who kept a dead mole in her freezer for years...
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